The Fallen God rose to his feet. The aura around him was as unfathomable as an abyss, making one feel that he was immeasurably deep and sending chills down the spine. His strength seemed to have surpassed the limits of mortals and reached an entirely different realm.
Zhao Xuan's expression tightened, his heart pounding. Could this guy have already reached the realm of a deity?
This aura was simply too terrifying. It was like the heavens beyond the clouds, yet also like a boundless ocean—vast and majestic, transcendent and otherworldly!
At that moment, the Lord of Illusory Annihilation's voice came from beside him, carrying an indescribable gravity, as though she knew Zhao Xuan's concerns.
"Don't lose focus. This guy's current strength has already surpassed Demigod Level and reached the level of a quasi-god!"
"A quasi-god?!"
"It means he has one foot in the realm of deities and has grasped Divine Authority, but lacks sufficient power. He is a deity in name, but does not possess a deity's combat strength."
"Seal!"
The Lord of Illusory Annihilation suddenly shouted. The illusion outside the ancient castle began to collapse. Grasslands, dense forests, mountain peaks, lakes—everything crumbled inch by inch. Clouds, sunlight, earth, and flowing water all transformed into the purest Divine Sense, surging toward the enormous castle like countless rivers converging into the sea.
At this moment, even Zhao Xuan's consciousness did not dare stir before that massive Divine Sense. This was a complete crushing advantage.
"Rend!"
The Fallen God spat out a single word. Then, Divine Sense burst wildly from his body, which was formed from a divine soul. These strands of Divine Sense sliced lightly through the Lord of Illusory Annihilation's blockade like sharp blades and halberds before whistling toward them.
However, their target was not the Lord of Illusory Annihilation,